Chapter 143 is just a pseudonym for Boss Ying [3rd update]
After taking the document out of the file bag, he glanced at it and his expression changed immediately.
He Xun looked up abruptly, somewhat incredulous: "Principal?!"
"Professor He, I know you graduated from Norton University and have a wealth of knowledge." The principal nodded. "When Qingzhi hired you, it was because of these two points, but what has happened these past few days proves that you—"
He paused, then said in a tactful tone, "I still need to gain more experience in society."
The implication is that you are not suitable for the position of teacher.
He Xun never expected that Qing Zhi's punishment for him would be dismissal.
He always felt a sense of superiority because of the university he graduated from.
At least he can go to Norton University, which is something many people can't.
“Teacher He, Qingzhi is supposed to be student-centered.” The principal said, “In my opinion, students’ mental health is far more important than their academic performance. When you suppress those students who are not doing well academically, have you ever thought about the day when they can’t handle the pressure and there will be irreversible consequences?”
Ying Zijing wasn't the first; before she transferred, there were already students from the regular classes who had been reprimanded by He Xun and transferred schools.
The principal was unaware that this matter was related to He Xun.
Because of this public Q&A session, He Xun's image has been greatly damaged, and some students have brought up old issues again and reported him.
He Xun said coldly, "But she answered correctly."
There was no loss whatsoever.
“Teacher He, look, this is your flaw.” The principal’s expression was cold. “You are a graduate of Norton University, that’s true, but Qingzhi will not accept you if you treat students differently like this.”
Upon hearing this, He Xun knew that there was absolutely no turning back.
“President, I can accept the dismissal.” He Xun had to lower his stance. “However, please allow me to continue following up on the Norton University interview as my apology.”
Something that Qingzhi Middle School never knew.
It's not that Qingzhi can't live without him, but that he can't live without Qingzhi.
If he leaves, he won't be able to complete his assessment.
If Norton University really cancels his enrollment...
"Oh, it'll only be a few days." The principal nodded. "Then please ask Professor He to leave Qingzhi as soon as possible after the Norton University interview."
Having said all that, He Xun couldn't stay any longer. He grabbed the documents and headed out.
Just as the door opened, the principal's voice came from behind again: "By the way, since Mr. He is no longer a teacher at Qingzhi, please move out of the apartment assigned by the school as soon as possible."
**
Class 19.
Jiang Ran was sleeping with his school uniform covering his head because his internal energy had recently started to riot again.
But the constant noise around him annoyed him so much that he kicked the table.
When Jiang Ran looked up, he saw a group of people gathered at both the front and back doors of the classroom, with several underlings blocking the entrances and preventing the students from entering.
Jiang Ran, barely suppressing his irritation, asked, "What are they doing? Going to the market?"
He prefers quiet, so Class 19 is located at the end of the floor.
Furthermore, since both the male and female school bullies of Qingzhi School are in Class 19, the students try to avoid them whenever possible.
When did there become so many people?
"Oh." Xiu Yu looked in the small mirror and used the new lipstick that Ying Zijing had brought her. "Don't you understand? Pray to God Ying."
Jiang Ran: "..."
He was speechless now. He turned to the girl and coughed lightly, "Um, Mr. Ying, could I borrow some earplugs?"
Ying Zijing glanced at him, took out a box of unused earplugs from her schoolbag, and threw it to him.
Just as Jiang Ran was about to close his eyes and go back to sleep, his underlings excitedly carried in several boxes and put them on the ground: "Father Ying, here you go."
"What's this?" Jiang Ran looked down and saw a pile of pink and blue envelopes. "..."
He was very familiar with this kind of thing.
"Love letters, huh?" the younger brother said proudly. "To prevent them from disturbing your rest, Brother Ran, we specifically had them hand over the love letters outside the door."
Jiang Ran immediately covered his ears and went to sleep.
"These two boxes must contain hundreds of letters, right?" Xiu Yu picked up one of them. "Father Ying, you're amazing. I can only manage a few dozen at most."
Ying Zijing put down her book, lost in thought: "Did they give me love letters because I did well on the exam?"
Xiu Yu thought for a moment and said, "It seems so."
Ying Zijing said "Oh," and lowered her head again: "No taste."
“Father Ying, this is a good thing.” Xiu Yu choked. “It shows that they don’t judge by appearance, but by inner qualities.”
"That's impossible. I judge by appearance."
"..."
What a convenient reason for refusing.
The younger brother scratched his head, then quickly carried the box away again.
"Father Ying, what did the professor from Imperial University say that day?" Xiu Yu asked curiously. "Did he admit you through a special program?"
“No.” The book Ying Zijing was reading was Celtic mythology. “He wants me to be his laborer.”
Xiu Yu: "???"
She might not understand the big boss's thinking.
“Father Ying, if you don’t want to go to school after graduation, come to the capital with me,” Xiu Yu said seriously. “I can still support you.”
“The capital…” Ying Zijing paused, “Let’s talk about it later.”
**
Fu Yichen was finally released back to the Fu family on Wednesday morning.
He was thrown directly to the entrance of the Fu family's old mansion, his hands and feet bound, and a rag stuffed in his mouth.
Fu Yichen could only whimper. If the gardener hadn't happened to come out to water the flowers, he might have had to lie in the grass for a whole day and night.
Not long ago, Mr. Fu was sent back to the First Hospital. Fu Mingcheng went to the company, and only Mrs. Fu and her other sisters-in-law were at home.
When Madam Fu saw Fu Yichen, she was stunned: "Yichen, how did you..."
"Mom..." Fu Yichen didn't even dare to cry, because crying would hurt his wound.
His face was bruised and swollen, and several of his teeth had been knocked out. He stammered, "Mom, you...you must stand up for me. Fu...Fu Yunshen went too far. He beat me up like this. He clearly doesn't respect you and Dad."
The other women who were standing nearby looked over when they heard this.
One of them said in a tone that was half doubtful and half sarcastic, "Sister-in-law, did you hear me right? He's talking about the Seventh Young Master?"
Who in all of Shanghai doesn't know what kind of person Fu Yunshen is?
A playboy, a womanizer, and an idler.
He dares to hit his own second brother?
Unless you want to be kicked out of the Fu family.
“He was just joking.” Madam Fu’s expression was not very good. “You two chat first, I’ll take him upstairs to apply the medicine.”
Fu Yichen had difficulty moving on his own, so Madam Fu had to have two servants carry him upstairs.
Upon entering the bedroom, Madam Fu was heartbroken: "Yichen, what happened to you?"
"Mom, didn't I already say?" Fu Yichen was so angry she wanted to jump up and down. "I was beaten by your youngest son."
"Yichen, it's just the two of us now, and you're still talking nonsense?" Madam Fu took out an iodine swab and shook her head. "What exactly happened?"
"Mom, it's true." Seeing that Madam Fu didn't believe him, Fu Yichen became anxious. "I saw it with my own eyes. The people who took Grandpa away were all Fu Yunshen's men. He locked me up for seven days and seven nights, only giving me water to drink. I was almost dying."
A person can survive on water for about a week. Fu Yunshen had obviously calculated this time and then threw him back into the Fu family.
"Didn't you get any food?" Madam Fu was startled. "I'll have the kitchen make you some liquid food. Lie down and rest."
Fu Yichen was so angry that he cried: "Mom, it really is Fu Yunshen, you have to believe me, he's definitely waiting to get revenge on us, really!"
"Alright, shut up," Madam Fu scolded. "Don't say such things again. If I hear it again, I'll make you kneel in the ancestral hall."
**
With only a few days left until the concert, Ying Luwei was in a very good mood.
Anyway, she has a solution, so even if she can't play Vera Hall's "Sun and Moon", her persona won't collapse.
After all, there isn't even a complete sheet music, so even some top pianists wouldn't be able to play it.
The most important thing now is how to get Ying Zijing to agree to attend her concert.
Just as Ying Luwei was racking her brains for a solution, the door was pushed open.
He is her agent.
"Luvi, great news!" The agent exclaimed excitedly. "You've received an offer to play a role in their movie, but you need to audition."
Upon hearing this, Ying Luwei laughed, but it was a sarcastic laugh: "Which company is so stupid as to make me act in a movie? I'm not one of those entertainers who sell their skills in the entertainment industry."
She's in the music industry, and she's marketing her persona in the entertainment industry just to attract more fans to idolize her.
She's Shanghai's top socialite, how could she be like those celebrities?
“Of course it’s not an ordinary role. If it were me, would I still be looking for you?” the agent said quickly. “This is a film co-produced by Chuguang Media and Universal Pictures, which tells the story of music history in O continent from the 17th to the 18th centuries.”
"The role they asked you to play is Vera Hall!"
We need a young woman who is elegant, plays the piano well, and has a strong online presence.
Besides Ying Luwei, the agent couldn't think of anyone else who would be suitable for the role.
Unless Vera Hall is still alive,
Ying Luwei was also taken aback: "Really?"
If she can make this film, she can definitely break into the international music scene and interact with truly top musicians.
Before the agent could reply, his phone rang.
He glanced at the caller ID and became even more excited.
"The call was from Chuguang Media, they must be talking about this." The agent answered, "Hello, this is Ms. Lu Wei's agent."
Fu Yichen: Why don't you believe me?! (He was furious)
I noticed that Ying Huang from Hongxiu's side is already ranked 16th on the weekly character rankings! You guys are amazing, keep up the good work!
Then I checked Young Master Fu's, and it was terrible—no such person found! 2333
(End of this chapter)
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